In 806 days of daily art today has been the most difficult day to meet the commitment. I have made art on all day travel days, and dogsitting days, and extreme peri days, but today was really the worst struggle.
The situation with the person who drove into my garden wall has involved a million text messages, and I feel like it was all an attempt to manipulate me into saying “I’ll pay for it.” The person was still sending me texts in the middle of the night.
If you’re here just for the art, well the random stresses of real life are just part of the process.
I did get some painting done, nothing exceptional, and I started building a layered gel print, so all has not been lost.
Urgh
Til the morn,
Suzanne
806/900
Thrummie Bizzum 
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